Tolerate It's.

Storm on the streets.

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"Jia which graduate? Or not college? Usually the artist is busy trying to pintis career only to forget about education." asked his stepfather Ilyas on the sidelines of their meal.

The meal was quiet, just a light topic chat even though the gaze of his mother Ilyas aka Ibu Tami was still fierce to him. And now Mr. Yasim instead started a rather sensitive conversation for Jia or indeed this girl seems to be being sensitized.

He somewhat dislikes asking frugally to demean something else. Should if he intends to ask, you have just asked the point does not need to use other frills.

"Kyoto University, Om." Jia replied as she calmed her tone.

Suddenly became quiet, but was immediately thawed by Mbak Aia. It seems that the Ilyas family is looking for flaws except for Ma'am Aia. In that case, as much as possible Jia spread the advantages.

"Japanese? Seriously? Very cool. Ilyas wanted to go there! But rejected, hahaha." said Mbak Aia while interspersed with joking laughter.

Then Ilyas' face frowned because it was reminded of the moment where he was rejected at the University of his dreams. Even he was up to two weeks to be quiet, limp, lethargic, even eating it became a mouthful or two bribes. It feels like an appetite he said even though he finally got accepted at Leiden University, but still, his obsession with Kyoto is still passionate.

Although Jia's brain if Sera said it was only a quarter but originally he was smart in the academy even though he was not very smart but he wanted to try. Jia is indeed the type of person who is difficult to learn, he must pursue the things he wants with a long time and thankfully is the result satisfying with what he has tried.

"Thank you, Ma'am. Jia was also a bit surprised my essay was accepted. I was at the threshold."

Ma'am Aia chuckled in admiration, "Take what major, Mi?"

"Psychology, Mother."

Ma'am Aia chuckled in admiration again, "Ilyas is so bad. So good to choose a candidate, isn't it, Mas?" Aia's mother asked for validation from her husband.

Her husband Ma'am Aia nodded, "Yes, cool."

Jia smiled warmly but in the end it will fade away because there was only his ugliness sought to the roots.

"Free college away and expensive but not used." said Bu Tami.

However, Jia casually maintained that smile of hers, "Father, Mom. His name is Science, nothing is in vain."

Now Ilyas knows how the girl is smart in managing her calm even though it can eventually explode. It turned out that this girl could really make people around her amazed, it was just possible that many were jealous of this girl's life. He is in the field of acting just cool, plus his high knowledge. Even Ilyas felt envious because the campus of his dreams was once occupied by the girl he would juxtapose.

"Science of higher education but if the matter of religion is still minimal, how can be used as a wife?" the closure of Mr. Yasim because after that everything was quiet and Jia also did not want to retaliate because there would be an explosion for the second time.

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"What are we doing?" Ilyas asked as they were about to enter the car.

Jia looked over in wonder at Ilyas' words. "Huh? All of a sudden? You just thought about my minimal religion?" jia asked back.

They kept silent before getting into the car, taking a quick glance at the house they had been living in.

"No, Ji. I don't feel good about my family who's been all-out your mojokin."

"Father, just relax" said the girl even late relaxed.

The one with Ilyas is not relaxed. His feelings are mixed because it has hurt someone even though not directly done by him but by his family.

Ilyas let out a long sigh of astonishment as Jia stretched out his palm like he was asking for money.

"Why?"

"car key. Let Jia be the one who drives." he said with an innocent flickering.

"Jia wants to drive." kekeuhnya, still with his desire even to not want to enter the car.

If Jia is upset it feels like Jia always wants to drive. He likes to drive cars but Ben always forbids him even if the willpower of driving alone then he has been lectured 24/7 hours.

"Yaudah, that's it,"

Jia smiled happily because she got what she wanted even though for the size of a human being who was flattened by the prospective in-laws she should be moody.

"Leggos!" he said he ran around the car to get into the driver's seat.

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If asked what the most regretful thing is to give the car keys to Jia. Ilyas vowed never to allow Jia if the girl wanted to drive on her own. This is called death-defying, this girl is really like a racer who is in the arena but the problem is this is a public street area! Many other vehicles passed by. Not only the two of them are threatened by his life, but some people who are near them.

Even earlier until someone pressed the horn on the car they were riding in because Jia tucked the origin without giving direction.

And now a moment Ilyas never imagined, he did. Mediate the two women who are in a storm because of road problems.

The mothers of rice paddies and hijabs were grumbling at length because Jia almost hit the mother.

"Can you drive, right? If you don't go back there belajae nyetir!" he said with sewot.

"Well, yes you can! That's why I can drive, I can drive. Mommy should be there who read the rules of the order of the rider. People have red lights should stop, this is Mom even just graze." Jia was even more sewot with the face of her cat that began to blush plus the scorching heat.

Ilyas pinched his temple dizzy hearing this commotion.

"God! Not polite, you're the same old man. I'm telling you I'm behind the ngeyel." His fingers began to point at Jia defiantly.

"Well, Mom did too!" his sewot advances but is taken into custody by Ilyas.

"You're at school, aren't you?! The rich are mostly songongs! His father's money is halal!"

"Well, I know very well father's money is halal or nggaknya. Rich has tried it."

Ilyas holds Jia's shoulder, "Shhh.. No, no need to be ashamed. Diliatin The shop mother over there. Will you go viral on tiktok or instagram?"

Hearing that made Jia speechless, he just thought. He forgot that he was a public figure who could shake the world if it went viral.

"Mom, I'm sorry, huh? Let me take responsibility. I didn't have any injuries, did I?"

"No! But my bike almost hit the car!"

"Judah, let me make amends, will you?" Ilyas took out his wallet and gave some of the pink money to the young mother.

"Do you even give money anyway? Motor people are okay."

"Sutt's... Gotapa. Let the spit be done. Sorry, Mom." Ilyas with his smile made the sewot mother fade her anger.

So weird messes, "Yes, thank you for the money. Next time do not be allowed to drive his wife, begajulan so on the highway danger tau, Mas."

"Yes, Mom. Thanks and again sorry, huh? Excuse me, ma'am."

The mother nodded while counting the money Ilyas gave her. Ilyas pushed Jia's shoulder into the car and sat in the passenger seat next to where Ilyas was driving.

Even Ilyas after they got in the car there was not a word. The man driving silently made Jia feel guilty.